Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Y'all get to bed.

And you will be my ain true love

Soldiers. Don't get up.

This farm's got my name on it!

Same as us. Seen too much war.

I'm gonna go off and kill me some Yankees.

I know how to lace up a corset. God knows.

Me in front of Wal-Mart this morning

- Locust? - Pine. Where's north?

Or Ada, neither. You know what I'm sayin'?

- We got 'em. - Let's go, let's go.

Look out the window, ladies. See what these poor fools are dyin' for.

"What if you are killed, and I'll never see you again?

We need a scarecrow. Birds done ate up half our winter garden.

What about "Bonaparte's Retreat"? That's one I play.

How about that?

Inman. It belongs to Inman.

I used to freeze up in that cave till I got gived this new coat.

We got our war, man.

- Did you get a picture made? - Say again?

I have a deal to thank you for.

Come on, let's go.

- Whoa! - He'll be back in a month.

He's been pressin' me since the day you arrived here.

And you will be my ain true love

Look. Look at the sky now. What color is it?

Good God in heaven.

Hey, Oakley. Don't worry, son. Them Yankee boys keep store hours.

How could I write to you after what I done.

- Look at this. - Keep your voice down.

Or even if she knows me.

A man by the name of Bartram.

If you're sayin' you might like him, why not go over and say good mornin'?

You're always carrying a tray.

And brokers who break everything

Oh, God. Sally?

and the water's so cool.

I can wait for you.

If you wanna get three feet up a bull's ass,

just listen to what sweethearts whisper to one another.

I have no plans to preach war in my church, Mr. Inman.

If you was to say a word to one of these fools, I could get my top field cleared.

- Get me outta this dang thing! - You got a weapon?

Esco, you remember my daughter, Ada.

I told Georgia he can stop here. I told him he can sleep in the barn.

Helpin' a deserter - that's treason.

- Get those sacks of shit up that hill. - Come on!

He always smiles. He don't mean nothin' by it.

Ruby, it was my idea.

Look at the state of this place.

Cold... Mountain...

Send them Yanks straight to hell.

Look. He's gone now.

If you could see us now this Easter day at Black Cove,

These boys are stoppin' for supper!

Move away from the baby!

- Move out! - Our lives are on your rotten soul.

Every piece of this is man's bullshit.

And I love you too, Sally. I do.

I imagine God is weary of being called down on both sides of an argument.

I just wanna stop, I tell you. Yeah.

Come inside before you drown.

There are Yankees in that stand of trees between us, stuck there from the retreat.

Gets caught up in the mechanism

"as I always do,

How could a name... not even a real name...

put together they weren't no bigger than six proper sheep.

Put your hat over your face.

- We gotta get him home. - He won't make it. He'll die first.

- Get up. - Evenin', Hank.

It's written this past winter.

My farm, your farm, it all belonged to his grandpappy.

and should be hunted down like a dog.

I got three letters.

Come back to me is my request."

You too. You stand over there.

And I care for her. That's the heartbreak of it.

- You got it? - Yep.

They're like a bag... of tiny diamonds.

And you've got a job.

If Ruby finds out we've spent the night, there'll be hell to pay.

but I'll be back before... before dark tomorrow.

You beat me, you abandoned me, you ignored me,

No harm done lettin' it go. Now we'll do well.

I can't keep countin' on your kindness.

You better come with me.